To us, the above looks like the invite list to the sort of dinner party where we'd spend the evening taking a sip of our wine, looking up from our glass to contradict one of the other attendees' points, and then, realizing that there's no way we'll be able to get a word in edgewise without resorting to shouting, turning back to our glass for a full-blown, exasperated gulp. To GLAAD, however, the list looks like the worst anti-gay offenders of 2008: